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Show To I lv vrer That for which wo wero mado Is Immortality, Im-mortality, and our Journey Is rough, straight, sharp, burdensome, wltb many tears Our Journey It not to the grave. I am not growing Into old nge to be blind, and (o be deaf, and to be rheumatic, and to shrink n miserable cripple Into tha corner, shaking and tottering, and forgetting all that I aver knew, Th best part of me Is untouched. un-touched. I sit enshrined within me The soul, tho reason, th moral sense, th power to think, tho power to wilt, th power to love, the power to admire purity and to reach out after It that Is not touched by tlrao, though Its Instrument In-strument and means of outer demonstration demon-stration be corroded and falling. No pbytlcal weakness touches tho soul. II. W. Deecher |